[Verse 1 - Sir Aah]
And the beat rocks on
She ain't had a feeling like this
In so long. She never had a love
So strong. Other dudes came, but
They did her so wrong. But they gone
I'm finna get on, and when I get on
I'mma give her my all. "Sir Aah!"
I wonder what she moan for
Don't swim, but I can do the breast crawl
Let's go, I'm thinking about Carribbean
And my money long like hair that's Indian
Slum dog, about to make a Bentley and
The beats rock on, I know you be feeling it
Come hit me and she got a big wardrobe
Suitcases, she got em by the boatload
Bootleg, she got em on the low and the
Beats rock on in the home of the go-go

[Hook]
And the beat rocks on
Get fucked with your Reeboks on
And the beat rocks on
She ain't had a feeling like this in so long
The beat rocks on
Cause she never had a man that's so strong
[Verse 2 - Royce da 5'9'']
And the beat rocks on
You couldn't walk in my shoes
With 3 socks on. Ha!
Sitting on grain, getting my treetop on
Fully-loading pistol whistling like a teapot
Uh! No T's on it if ?
I'm giving orders like I'm hanging
In the drive-thru, you know how I do
I'm like a Moonwalking Mike Jackson
I'm entertaining when I slide through
I keep the iron where my waist at
I keep my eye ? on the face tag
Trying to fine rhymes is like trying
To find hair from the top of the head of
A giant in a haystack. Shallow grave
Body placemat. You draw that, I'll erase that
It's called "My Bach" not "Maybach"
A lot of n***as be wyling, but mama they wack

[Hook]
And the beat rocks on
Get fucked with your Reeboks on
And the beat rocks on
She ain't had a feeling like this in so long
The beat rocks on
Cause she never had a man that's so strong
[Verse 3 - Crooked I]
Short hair, don't care. Platinum Patron
The cologne I'm gonna wear
And I'm walking on air, oh
There she go over there, so rare
Oh yeah, a dude gonna stare. No she
Can't hide under that high hat
Her face fine, and her waistline
Is the bassline. She'll be gone
In 3 1/2 minutes when I finish
So I won't waste time, give her
16 straight lines. Comments? I got em
I'll write her poetry if she let me
Feel that 808 bottom
Bending it over, now getting it on
Is that a snare? Or is her bed hitting the wall?
Go live and her n***a's gonna call
Surround sound speakers? Yeah, I'm blaming y'all
Baby don't scream when I'm deep up in it
Her heart beating at 113 beats per minute

[Hook]
And the beat rocks on
Get fucked with your Reeboks on
And the beat rocks on
She ain't had a feeling like this in so long
The beat rocks on
Cause she never had a man that's so strong